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In the Feng Mansion in Wudao Lane, Feng Qiao sat in front of the dressing mirror, and the red silk hand flexibly combed her long hair into a double bun for her, and used two red gold-rimmed thin belts to lightly bind it, and suddenly revealed her pink and smooth little face, with a little baby fat.

"Miss..."

Qu'er looked at Feng Qiao pitifully.

Feng Qiao saw her aggrieved appearance and reassured: "The injury on your face is not healed yet, the doctor said that you can't see the wind, otherwise you will have a scar." ”

"But the slave wants to accompany the young lady. ”

Qu'er's eyes rolled.

She heard that this time the Zhengguo Mansion celebrated Mrs. Liu's birthday, and His Majesty specially gave the chef of the imperial dining room to take charge of the house in order to show his kindness.

That's the imperial chef, the one who cooks for the emperor and the ladies, and she really wants to taste what they make.

Feng Qiao knew how interesting, seeing that the little girl said that she wanted to accompany her, but her eyes seemed to see the delicious food, she couldn't help swallowing saliva in her throat, and said with a smile: "Do you want to accompany me, or do you want to eat delicious?"

"Miss Accompaniment, of course!"

After Qu'er finished speaking loudly, seeing that Feng Qiao and Hong Aya were both looking at her in disbelief, her voice couldn't help but be a little smaller, and she said a little weakly: "That, if you eat something by the way, it's a little bit ......."

Feng Qiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Foodie! I went to Zheng Guogong's Mansion today to congratulate Mrs. Liu on her birthday, but not to eat. If you want to eat, after you are healed, I will take you to Qiyun Tower to eat lotus leaf chicken. ”

Hong Aya also laughed on the side: "You eat all day long, and you're not afraid of becoming fat, your dog brother doesn't want you anymore?"

Qu'er blushed and glared at Hong Aya: "Brother Gouzi just taught me kung fu!"

Red Aya pursed her lips and snickered.

After returning from the noisy city that day, Qu'er suddenly became interested in learning martial arts.

Who can be in the inner house who understands martial arts, and the two who know martial arts follow the second master every day, and she doesn't dare to harass her, so in the end she can only look at the outer nursing home and pester others to teach her to practice martial arts.

Feng Qiao knew that Qu'er wanted to protect her, so he rubbed her head and said, "Okay, you take care of the house, and I'll come back and bring you something delicious." ”

Seeing that Feng Qiao really didn't plan to take her, Qu'er suddenly said listlessly like a frosted eggplant: "Oh... The slave went to bring breakfast to the young lady. ”

Seeing Qu'er leaving, Hong Aya chuckled and said, "That is, Miss is willing to spoil her so much, if she changes her temperament, she will definitely suffer." ”

Feng Qiao smiled indifferently.

In her previous life, when she was in trouble, she was only funny that this child had been secretly giving her food, and she lost her life because of it.

In this life, when she has the ability, she is naturally willing to protect her.

Hong Aya was a little envious of Feng Qiao's preference for Qu'er, but she also knew that Qu'er and Feng Qiao grew up together, and the master-servant relationship was not comparable to others.

She leaned down and looked at Feng Qiao's cheeks carefully, and only took out a box of fat powder after a while.

"Miss, the wound on your face is almost healed, and the slave and maid cover it up with some fat powder, so that you can't see this trace. ”

Feng Qiao smelled the choking smell of fat powder and hurriedly dodged it.

"Don't, it's so hot, it's rude if the fat powder sticks to your face. ”

Hearing this, Hong Aya looked at the fat powder box in her hand and was a little embarrassed: "But if you don't use fat powder, what should I do with the scars on Miss's face?"

Although the scars were already very light, leaving only a few flesh-colored marks, they couldn't stand Feng Qiao's skin color being too good, and those scars looked really a little eye-catching.

Feng Qiao was about to say don't pay attention to it, the injuries on her face and body in her previous life can make people cry, this small scar is not a matter in her eyes, not to mention that there is a small Liurenshuang, at most for a few days, this scar will not be visible.

Before she could speak, a clear voice came from outside the door.

"Miss's complexion is delicate and her posture is natural, if you want to cover up your scars, why do you need fat powder?"

Feng Qiao hurriedly raised his head, and saw Feng Qizhou standing there at some point, and beside him, there was a woman in Tsing Yi.

The woman looked very young, wearing a long blue pattern dress, embroidered with ink bamboo at the hem of the wide-sleeved skirt, a waist full of hands, a long green silk hair pulled up by an orchid hairpin, and no more ornaments on her body.

Thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, fair skin, although the face is not stunning, but clean and elegant, full of coldness.

"Why is Daddy here?" Feng Qiao smiled sideways.

Feng Qizhou looked at the beautiful girl who looked more and more like his deceased wife between his eyebrows and eyes, and his heart was soft.

He walked up to Feng Qiao and chuckled, "Do you remember what your father told you before that he wanted to find someone to protect you personally?"

Feng Qiao nodded.

Feng Qizhou pointed to the young woman beside him: "Her name is Ji Jiu, she is my father's confidant, from today on, she will be at your side and protect you." ”

Hearing this, the woman in Tsing Yi took two steps forward and said to Feng Qiaofuli: "Slave and maid Jiu, I have seen Miss." ”

Feng Qiao looked at Ji Jiu in some surprise when he heard this.

After these few times of distress, she did know that Feng Qizhou had the intention to find a maid who knew martial arts for her to protect her, but she didn't expect that it would be such a delicate and elegant person.

"Get up, don't be polite. ”

"Miss Xie. ”

After Ji Jiu got up, Feng Qiao looked the woman in front of him up and down, and said with a smile: "Just now you said that you can cover the scars on my face without fat powder?"

Ji Jiu nodded: "It is indeed what the slave said, the young lady is still young, and her appearance is natural, and the grease and powder will inevitably look too vulgar." There is a way for slaves and maids, can the young lady give it a try?"

Feng Qiao smiled and motioned for her to step forward.

Ji Jiu was not afraid, she slowly walked in front of Feng Qiao, took the place of Hong Aya, glanced at the dresser, took the red rouge, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve and dripped some liquid into the rouge.

The rouge melted when it met the water, and after stirring it into a liquid, Ji Jiu dipped some of it with his fingertips and outlined it on Feng Qiao's wound.

Feng Qiao only felt a few taps on the tips of her slightly cool nails and fingertips, but before she could feel anything, Ji Jiu, who was originally standing in front of her, stepped back.

"Alright. ”

Feng Qiao opened his eyes and turned his head sideways, and Hong Aya on the side suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"It's so beautiful..."

Feng Qiao looked at the bronze mirror and saw that the cheeks inside were as white and clean as before, but on the left side of his face, near the eyes and between the cheekbones, there were a few more flowers blooming like flames.

The peanut has five petals, the calyx blooms, its stamens are like fire, and the flowers and leaves are like clouds.

The small three flowers are not dense at all, but reflect the fair skin, making the original childish face more charming of the daughter's family.